I started blogging some ten weeks ago and today I found it hard to leave my laptop alone. I actually decided I need a little more discipline to make sure blogging doesn’t eat up all my waking hours. And that is one thing I never expected. Allow me to tell you how this happened.
What do you mean, you write?
At one point I decided I’d amuse myself by writing short pieces. As an added bonus, I banked on having no time left for my great, unfinished novel. I never really counted on other people reading me. Well, maybe just a few friends. Two years ago I took a creative writing course and when I heard I was supposed to read my homework aloud in front of everyone, I almost quit. After all, who wants to listen to a blushing sceptic?
Let’s not get (too) personal
Sex, drugs and politics immediately sprang to mind as subjects to avoid. I’m also quite careful when it comes to personal details. There are some privacy issues involved with being on the internet, but to me it’s more important that blogging is a unique way to get to know people by their ideas (and their comments!) I’ve read some beautiful pieces by people twenty years younger than me. If I had overheard them on a train and tried to comment, they would have just stared at me in disbelief.
On the other hand, everything is personal. I’m sure the people who have wasted more than a few minutes on this blog already know what makes me tick.
When I lived in a zen monastery, we did not talk to each other much. Still, I know the nuns as intimately as I know my sister. And I can often guess what they think. I’ve always enjoyed observing other people. Lurking is a wonderful new experience.
Do I know you?
More than anything I am surprised about the people I’ve met. It feels as if I have found a whole new group of friends. Friends without faces, first names and job descriptions. I only know them by what they wish to share with me and everyone else in the world. Still, they seem uncannily real.
I’ve travelled a lot and I’ve always carried books. Preferably non-fiction. But that’s not always easy to find in the second-hand book collections I tended to come across on the road: “Same, same, but different? Please?”Suddenly, I find myself compiling a reading list. And that’s not all. I can hardly remember when I last had an opportunity to ask questions or discuss a book that appealed to me with someone who is knowledgeable on the subject. That really is priceless.
Let me introduce… you!
A few weeks ago, David Yerle added an extra page and mentioned some people. I was so surprised to find my blog on the list that I actually hit “print screen.” I care about trees but I could only believe this when I held it in my hand. I hold David Yerle (this might not be his real name) in very high esteem as a science writer and a courteous answerer of what must look like a bunch of stupid questions.
David frequently mentioned the philosophical articles written by bloggingisaresponsibility. In fact, bloggingisaresponsibility was referred to often enough to put in a request for a shorter name. He suggested BR. Fine with me. Visit the abundance of original approaches on this site and you’ll be glad I mentioned the abbreviation.
Time to mention Violetwisp. She promises to rant and she delivers on a daily basis. Her comments are succinct in a way that inspires jealousy and may deliver a dose of scathing sarcasm that is truly unique. You know when you’ve been Violetwisped. Pretty pictures of flowers (her own!) notwithstanding. Don’t say I did not warn you.Meet geneticfractals. Before you know it, you’ll picture him sitting at an airport somewhere, telling you what he’s been thinking this morning. Soon you’ll find reading this means something to you. His sparse but vivid descriptions are what makes him truly special.
Criticofchristianity is one of the first bloggers I met. Among the many people who choose religion as a subject, she stands out because she is absolutely honest in writing about her personal experience. She patiently answers every comment, however brutish or unfair. Check her out.
Mesmerising for all the wrong reasons and some of the right, [blog since deleted; sorry] easily combines bella figura and veggie butcher, making mincemeat out of the likes of Descartes (C’est fini, Monsieur). Do I hate to touch base with my inner Kaninchen? No other blogger tells me so many things I don’t want to know.
If you haven’t visited the land of Quo, do it now. Short sentences in black and white. The eyes speak volumes. Then, for that one meaningful quote in 2500 years of buddhism, try zenflash. If you can appreciate literary writing styles, don’t miss Chasing Wild Geese.
Finally, there’s one blog I can hardly describe: Irrelevant Discourse with an Immortal Nobody. It encourages you to make a scene, while savouring the company of a monkey, a blogdog, an Australian with a hat who turns up unexpectedly in Brazil, or, if lucky, a friendly heretic. Recently, I noticed moving pictures. Maybe it’s just me. Maybe I need to go lie down for a bit… I’ll just read one more book review from Silver Threads.